The modern malady : $b or, Sufferers from "nerves"Bennett, Cyril
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The modern malady : $b or, Sufferers from "nerves"
Bennett, Cyril
Neurasthenia
Unfortunately, some cases of failure are less amusing than this one, and
have a more tragic ending. I have on record several instances in which
patients were treated as if a morbid craving for sympathy were the cause
of their illness, whereas it was in one case merely a symptom of the
disorder; in another, it was induced by the withholding on the part of
others the helpful sympathy with suffering which we all of us need, and
which we should all of us be ready to give; and in other cases there was
no proof at all of its existence. The results were extremely sad. One
lady, who had been treated to isolation and the interference of
incompetent nurses, became insane. A young man who had been forced to
exert himself became epileptic; another became partially paralysed.
These are solemn warnings. Those who have lain for a length of time in
bed are often more easy to cure than those who have long dragged
themselves about in pain and weakness. This is the interpretation, I
suspect, of the saying that it is the half-ill who are most difficult to
relieve. By the half-ill is meant those who are still dragging
themselves about, though they are often more ill than those who are
lying in bed.
Nervous exhaustion, as has been abundantly proved, is not usually
difficult to cure. Even epilepsy, if taken in time, yields
satisfactorily to rational treatment.[4] And if only nervous exhaustion
were better understood, the numbers of our insane and epileptic patients
would at once be marvellously reduced. Unhappily, the fantastic means
too often resorted to in order to cure supposed hysteria destroys the
patients’ faith in medical men, and renders them unwilling to submit to
further experiments. If only one could get hold of them in the early
stages of the disease, much suffering might be saved in the future. When
this is done, it sometimes happens that the patient does not realise how
much misery he has been spared, and is not proportionately grateful.
The other day a lady in a sadly overworked condition consulted a very
well-known medical man. He informed her that she was suffering from
“hysteria,” and recommended her to seek active employment. The lady, not
being a homœopath, objected to the proposed treatment. Since she was
suffering from fatigue, of what use could it be to prescribe fatigue as
a cure? The inexorable doctor took refuge in the imperative mood,--a
very favourite refuge when the patient has been labelled “disease
unknown,”--and she was overruled. With misplaced confidence and
reprehensible docility, she forced herself back to her work. Shortly
afterwards she had to be placed under care.
A worthy great-uncle of mine was one morning engaged in doctoring the
out-patients at the hospital he attended, when a poor woman addressed
him in pathetic tones, begging him to cure the malady in consequence of
which she endured unutterable things.
“Certainly, my good woman,” he said cheeringly. “What’s the matter?”
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